Tornadoes
Reaching down from grey forming clouds
a rumbling locomotive’s charging sound
the vortex spins its mighty hands
as it bounces and vacuums across living land
destroying every time it touches down
everything in its way gets thrown around
tossing cars and uprooting trees
exploding buildings and flying debris
and just as fast as it arrived
it succumbs into the darkened skies
with total destruction as it passed by
in its wake leaving devastated lives.
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